Scott Lord

Saturday, June 9, 2012

Donna took me another movie- another Cameron Diaz film

Donna took me to another Cameron Diaz movie. She will correct me and say that it was a " household expense", whereas when she mentioned that they are "romatic comedies", I'll say that they are new movies in theaters that she wants to see and I consent to see them with her. I appreciate it, but they are not my particular type of film.
I have officially moved in after our celebrating our one year anniversay of dating untill living together.
In regard to expecting the unexpected, the theme of the film was that the character couples were almost entirely seperate, and the film structured episodically untill the end where the events didn't really coincide where the plot threads became interconnected, but thematically, by dint of miracle, all the stories had a similar element that transpired at the end, leaving the viewing to say, expect a funny miracle, expect a miracle funnier than tragedy itself. Yesterday when we were supposed to be on our way to the film, there was a thunderstorm that was very quick and rapidly strong- the hawk apparently made it through and is still nesting across the street, although I haven't seen him or his mate very much today.
She was late for her class in Boston this morning and I didn't blog in the coffeeshop while waiting for her and now it is after midnight. By the way, renew my interest in filmmaking: I found that the director was cutting on action, particularly cutting on the action of the character leaving the frame.

Saturday, June 2, 2012

Our Anniversary- Living Together with Donna

We are living together: its our one year anniversary. We've actually been living together for months and have been literally inseperable, but it is our one year anniversary and it coincides with my formally moving in. We had to go to Boston friday, so there was a walk through Boston Common to see the Swans and the ducklings. She wanted some new scarfs and found two that she liked better than the ones she had seen earlier while shopping for skirts. A woman was selling carnations on Tremont, so when I tried to buy one she mysteriously walked away, but there was somewhere where I could find a rose within minutes, so I gave her that instead. She liked the anniversary card I brought her home later, which had roses on it. Today was shopping for Marilyn Monroe lingeree. It may seem odd, but I spent part of last night listening to The Shadow of Fu Man Chu a radio broadcast from 1939 and for some reason I deeply respect the program, particularly as mystery adventure plot. Tonight we had dinner in a restaurant next door. Happy Anniversary,

Sunday, May 27, 2012

Donna took me to another movie, our one year anniversary nears

I just looked over to her and asked, "Do you want the coil in the bed included" and she answered, "Yes, just when we were..." I'm not quite sure it isn't too intimate, I really wasn't serious about writing that we were thinking of buying a new bed and that we didn't know how urgent the need was until while making love. Our anniversary is nearing and we happened to go to Boston- we agreed that we should go for a walk after the film, but it turned out that on her suggestion we walked along the Charles River, which put us in the middle of the subway stations. We decided it was a nice night and walked the entire way from Tremont Street to the apartment in Cambridge. She liked the rotundra near the top of the Common and from there we just continued.
During the year, maybe its been that most screenplays that are now in theaters can begin ideas about what can be included in a novel, so I tend to make sure that if she does want to see it, we not only go, but I look at it objectively. Tonight my thought was:
Changing the light during the shot as opposed to changing the light during the scene or sequence, therefore the angle of the light upon the subject. From there, the amount of movement of the subject, while the light is changing during the shot.

Scott Lord Silent Film

The hawk is still in the parking lot; this afternoon it was perched in profile so that the white part of its chest stood out..

Saturday, May 26, 2012

The complete poetical works-update Saturday morning with Donna

The complete poetical works of Robert Burns:

'via Blog this'

Please accept the above link as a gift- from me. Donna had a classroom meeting this morning, and generally, we walk through downtown Boston the same way, passed her new church. Becuase of the change in weather, while we were holding hands I decided to just take any downtown side street, and most lead back to the subway. I had forgotten that there is a statue of the Scottish poet Robert Burns tucked out of the way near the financial district. Which was, if nothing else something to bring conversation. We often pass the house of Henry Wadsworth Longefellow. I explained to her that I when collected poetry in highschool, they were mostly copies published by Houghton Mifflin and Riverside Press, which makes them over seventy five years old at the time and they would inordinately,now all be antique. There was also Ticknor and Fields. Some of my exceptions were Byron, Tennyson and Burns, the copies of their work being older and from different publishers, probably from before 1863.

While surfing tonight I found the Houghton Mifflin copy that I never had, which is not as old as my copy.

The conversation was mostly that it is odd that their is a statue of Robert Burns in the middle of Boston, as he was from Europe and may never had visited North America. I also found the work of Thomas Carlyle and was reminded how literary that he was, if anyone needs a fresh subject to add to surfing the internet; if not please enjoy this volume of poetry.

We did in fact walk past some of our modern poets while we were out today, but I didn't recognize anyone that would say hello to me and we, as a couple, haven't attended any poetry reading in the Boston area- I haven't been writing any. Its a novel right now if anything.

Downtown Boston-Donna's classroom, "This might be important, but I said, 'Will you marry me.'

In the middle of downtown Boston, early this morning, which is a Saturday, I walked back into the classroom Donna was in after having dropped her off and said, "This might be important, but I said, 'Will You Marry Me'. Then for I coffee and to type on the internet.